Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1887-12-23


pocket pulled forth the envelope that held
the money, and sat stupcfed. The Cation hill
about this period had an i'll name of nights, |
and to he sitting there with e40O that did
not belong to him was hardly WISE He looked
UP. There was n man in very bad hat q
little on one side of him, apparently looking
at the scenery; from little on the other n
second night walker was drawing very quietly
near. Up jumped John. The envelope fell
from his hands; he stopped to get it, and at
the same moment both men ran in and closed
with him.
A little after he got TO his feet very sore
and shaken, the poorer by purse which con
tanned exactly one penny postage stamp, by
a cambria handkerchief, and by the all i'm.
portant envelope.
Here was young man on whom, at the
highest point of loverly exaltation, there had
fallen II blow too sharp to he supported alone,
and not many hundred yards away his great
est friend was sitting at suppcr--ayc, and
even expecting him. Was it not in the nat
ure of man that he should run there! He
went in quest Of sympathy-in quest of that
drOll article that we all suppose ourselves TO
want when in strait, and have agreed to
call advice; and he went, besides, with vague
but rather splendid expectations of relief.
of age. by Il stroke of the pen he might rem
edy this misfortune, and avert that dreaded
interview with Mr. Nicholson, from which
John now shrunk in Imagination rs the hand
draws back from fire
Close under the Cation hill there runs u
certain narrow avcnuc, part street part by
road The head of it faces the doors of the
prison; its tail descends into the sunless sums
of the Low Cation On one hand it is over
hung by the crags of the hill on the other by
an old graveyard Between these two the
roadway runs in IA trench, sparselv lighted at
night, sparsely frequented by day, and bor-
dcred when it was cleared the place of
tombs, by dingy and ambiguous houses. One
of these was the house of Colette, and at his
door our i'll starred John was presently beat
ing for admittance. In an evil hour he sat
islied the jealous inquiries Of the contraband
hotel keeper; in an evil hour he penetrated
into the somewhat unsavory interior Alan.
TO be sure, was there, seated i'll Il room light
ed by noisy gas jets, beside n dirty table
cloth, engaged ON a coarse meal and in the
company of several tipsy members of the
junior bar But Alan was not sober; he had
lost | 900 upon a horse race had received
the news at dinner time, and was now, in de
fault of any possible means of extricaton,
1rOWuiup the memory of his nIp1icamput
He To helm John, The thine, was imnossible.
he couldn't help himself.
If Won have a beast of a father" said be,
II can tell Won have brute of n trustoo."
I'm NOT goino ia bear my father called II
baast " said John with a beatinr henri. feel
inc TINT ha risl.nd tbn last sound rivet of the
chain that bound him to life.
| But Alan was quite good natured
"All RIGHT. old fellow n said he. Mos re-
spec'able man vour father And he intro
| duced his friend to his comnanions ms .,old
Nicholson fine what -d'va-caIi-un,s son
John sat in dumb agony Colette', font
walls and maculate table linen. and even
down to Colntt.'s villainus casters seemed
| like obiocts i'm riabtmare And inst then
there came l,nor,, and =, sc,,,r,,int. fine no
lice. 50 lorontoblv absent from the Gallon,
hill aupoored mon the scene. and the party
t,i,nu Gooranta dalicto with tbe;r ,,lnsse. Mt.
their elbow wore soized marched nm to the
nnliroo fIica and all ALL Summoned IA ornonr
rs witnesses in fine CONSEQUENT case orainst
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